8:16 PM |
Now good things come to those who fight for them;
Take the highs with
You'll get what you're given, and
everything's gonna be all right.
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5 tables of hungry happy canoeists = mad fun.
5 tables of hungry happy NJ canoeists= even madder fun.
I LOVE LE NJC CANOEING TEAM DINNER. <3
And I'm so glad I didn't succumb to evil hunger pangs and go off by myself to eat at some deserted little cafe stranded somewhere in the suburbs.
Because that would suck.
...And I've never really been one for the whole pro-live-your-own-sad-life thing, y'know?
'Cept I almost only got one piece of fish. :/ Let me relate:
Cara: *in queue, holds out plate for the fishy thingamajig*
Xavier: *eyes Cara's plate* ...Eat so little rice, then you get a lot of fish. HAAAAA.
*proceeds to carefully ladle out a slice of fish about half the size of my little finger, onto my plate*
There w'go.
Cara: o_O OYYYY.
But it was fun, I enjoyed myself, and squeeeee I have realized how rad certain people are. (and I have also realized how suckily some people can cheer the IP cheer! ...aaand I have also realized that some people have weird taste. Like eating longans in rice.)
Some people say that when you're given life every day; grab it and run like hell.
But I SAY (Cara's 5th Rule Of Logic: All Cara's Word Is Law!) that when you're given life every day- take it, and live, live, it up!
[*discovers that her Mac, for some reason, is unable to type in the letter CAPITAL e.]
[... Oh dahyummm.]
OH WLL THN, Y'ALL WILL JUST HAV TO RAD THIS WITHOUT TH ALPHABT BTWN D AND F, BCAUS MY KYBOARD CANNOT TYP IT.
... But honestly. Life's given to you everyday- and I'll be damned if I'm going to screw mine up with drugs and going around feeling sorry for myself and self-medication (...seriously, what next? Purposeful overdosage on cough syrup?)
(...though I DO understand how one can die of cough syrup consumption. The banana flavoured kinds are revolting. Who even SAYS it tastes like bananas, anywho.)
So yeah. I reckon life can be puhretty amazing at times, and there's no way I'm going to miss out by NOT living it.
So there.
...AAAND, of course, part of the whole life being ahmazing thing stems from joining the NJ canoeing team.
Yeah, it's been tough at times.
Yeah, it still is.
Yeah, it probably will be for the next four years.
But sometimes (though at times I DO hate to admit it); tough love is what teaches you the most- and joining this team has helped me in some very personal ways. At times, when I'm rowing, I just space out and wonder, "Why am I doing this?!".
But then someone behind me shouts "All the way!" and I hear the cries of canoeists echoing up and down the churning waters, and I see the team I'm fighting for;
and then I know why I'm doing this,
why I have been doing this,
why I don't think I can stop doing this.
(And sometimes this team
takes my breath away.)
[/endinspirationalrant]
...I DID IT! :] I was deep and meaningful (I hope!) without being emofied, and that's a good thing.
Keep up the good work, Cara. *pats back*
Oh, ANDAND! My maid said that on her way to fetch me, she saw two people doing the vertical limbo by a certain roadside. :/
(...And for the poor naive souls who have no idea what vertical limbo is- here's an idea for you- Google "birds and bees" and see what- ahem- enlightening results you come up with.)
(...DISCLAIMER: BUT I AM SO NOT RESPONSIBLE IF THE CAUSE OF YOUR SUBSEQUENT LOSS OF NAIVETY RESULTS FROM GOOGLING "BIRDS AND BEES" OKAY.)
But ew. Honestly.
Doing it out in the open?!
Get a room, people, get a room.
Yeeeeah, room.
You know- those little boxy things you put all your worldly possessions in; and, uh, LIVE in.
...A R-O-O-M.
OR AT LEAST GET A FRIGGIN' BUSH!!!
Lesson to be learnt here, kiddos: BUSHES ARE NOT EXPENSIVE.
And they can save you the humiliation of being thwacked out in the blogosphere and asked to "GET A FRIGGIN' BUSH!!!" by some awesome little girls.
(Yeah, B-U-S-H.
You know, those things guys use for toilets.)
<3